ka-bloom.

neighbors,
my ace numero-uno homegirl ampy-d
brought me a bouquet!
yeah!
i got flowers,
from a lady,
because she correctly guessed that i've been needing a little cheering up.
guys,
she saw to that by filling up some empty kitchen space
with a big ol' bunch of bloomin' buds,
and they tie the whole dang room together.
check the nighttime-special-delivery-type teleport:

expert!
really,
who else would sign up to take care of me??
i'm grateful.
i'm lucky.
i'm pretty psyched that i'm the kind of man who gets excited about getting flowers.
i mean,
i really like flowers.
here's the thing-
kindness shown to me is a rarity.
there are precious few folks who are even close enough to me to span ANY time,
let alone the intimate and excellent moments that cause lasting connections,
and impart the tightly-knit bonds of spirit and memory
that'd make any really-real mother-'ucker do the nicey-niceties
and go out of their way to perform the goodwill gestures that come from
feeling the magnetic push-and-pull of real friendship.
no joke.
so,
i got flowers,
which is rad in itself;
but,
more importantly,
i got somebody who gives a sh!t,
and that's what's poppin'.

barbarian lord knows what's up.
and the truth always sounds like the truth;
never quiet, never soft.....